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that’s not my brand of sadism. I’m a physical sadist, which is why we mesh so well.” He takes my hand, holds it up by my face, and laces his fingers through mine. “I get absolutely nothing out of hurting you emotionally. I know you might not believe that because of what I did in L.A., but I promise you, I’m not an emotional vampire.”

“That’s why it didn’t work out with your subbie Luisa, right?” I ask, needing a little more reassurance, because it did feel like he was getting off on hurting me emotionally in L.A., and while I totally understand that he was working through some seriously bad feelings, and I can’t imagine he has too many more secrets like that, I don’t think I could cope if he needed to hurt me like that routinely.

“That’s right. She needed humiliation. I don’t. It doesn’t bother me that humiliation is a hard limit for you.” He turns our linked hands so he can kiss my knuckles. “What’s more important, Emmy, the destination or the journey?”

“Like in life? The journey.”

“That’s right. In Thailand, I was taught to focus on the journey during scenes rather than the end-point. That’s what I’m doing with you today. I want you to enjoy the edging without thinking about the destination. Taking the emphasis off our orgasms allows us to spend the day connecting.” He nips my knuckles. “I didn’t come this morning, either, and I don’t intend to until your orgasm restriction has ended. I don’t put you through things I’m unwilling to endure myself.”

I melt. Not into a puddle of happy but into a puddle of adoration. I didn’t notice that he didn’t come during the edging. I was so focused on the orgasm denial, I forgot about his pleasure.

“I was a really, really bad subbie this morning. I’m so, so, so sorry.”

“It’s okay, little love. I’m not disappointed in you. I’m challenging your ideas about what’s important in a scene. I expect it to take a little while for your mind to reset. Can you stick with it for another session?”

“Yes, Daddy. And tonight’s. I want to, for you.”

“That’s my good girl. Proud of you, sweetie.” He releases my hand, loops his arm back over my shoulders and leads me down the hall towards our rooms.

“Do you think Shaan lost sight of his submission? Is that why he’s so angry?” I ask as we walk.

“Possibly. But even in the right headspace, not every scene works for every bottom. There may have been something about the scene that resonated wrong with Shaan and hurt him. Niall needs to find out.”

I tuck my head into his shoulder. “Was what he wrote really bad?”

“Yes.” Daddy sighs. “I’d be destroyed if you wrote anything like that to me. It’s never my intention to make you feel demeaned, unappreciated, or unloved. Your submission is precious to me, and I’m sure Shaan’s is to Niall. Niall’s holding it together pretty well, but he must have been hurt by the things Shaan wrote.”

“Doms have feelings, too?” I screw my face up dubiously.

“You cheeky monkey.” He pauses to open the door to my room. “Let me go in first, just to be safe.”

“Thank you, Daddy.” I wait at the door until he beckons me in. Nothing looks disturbed. The light through the balcony doors is the color of a bruise and I wonder what it’s going to feel like when the storm finally hits. Good thing this is a big ship.

He unlocks the connecting door, checks his suite, and leads me through to his bathroom. Between kisses, he undresses both of us and turns on the shower. “Quick wash, baby doll. We just don’t want to stink up the captain’s lunch.”

That sets me off giggling. Logan carries the playful tone through our shower, tickling me under the spray, swatting my wet bottom when I don’t get out fast enough for him. He dries me off with a fluffy towel and does the lotion ritual, which leaves my skin pink and glowing. Even though I don’t have any bad spots, he rubs cream all over my back and bottom, and Vitamin E on my labia. By the time he’s done, I feel tingly and loved-up, with barely any soreness anywhere.

“You said the edging would help me heal fast, Daddy, but I didn’t think it would be this fast.”

He slides his hand up and down my back. “The edging increases your circulation, which is what helps you heal, but I think if we tried penetration right now, you’d find you’re still very sore. Your back looks great, though. Just a couple of welts. No broken skin. You mark beautifully, Emmy.”

I feel beautiful when I’m marked, a thought that makes him smile when I share it with him.

“I enjoy knowing you wear my marks under these sweet dresses,” he says as he slips the adorable, dotted-pink dress I wore to breakfast back over my head. “I love knowing that you’re bare under them, naughty and naked and waiting for my touch.” He slips his hands under the hem and tickles up the backs of my legs until he cups my bottom. “Little girl, you are such a temptation. It’s too cold on this bloody ship but when we get home, you’re going to run around naked all the time. Neighbors be damned.”

The tickling and his worlds make me giggle wildly. His neighborhood on East Second Street looked more artsy than snobby, but I still can’t imagine his neighbors coping well with a nudist in their midst.

And the thought that I’ll be staying with Logan all summer—naked or not—makes my insides glow brighter than my outsides.

I pull on my stripy thigh highs while he dresses. He doesn’t shave and has quite a five o’clock shadow, even though it’s only been about eighteen hours since his last shave. He looks super-wolfy, and I tell him so as we walk hand-in-hand down to the Pinctada restaurant.

“Mmm, speaking of which, I’ve been thinking about our next public

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